[Adapted from a Vore Roleplay, hope you all enjoy!]
 
Stephen was an urban explorer. He traveled all over the most forgotten places of mankind, trekking into the unknown and (on occasion) not quite so legal spots of voyaging. Adventurous to a fault it wasn't uncommon he'd feel he went clearly over his head when in search of some spots for a good tour or sightseeing. As of late, it was the more abandoned places that he was seeking and he was eager to find out what this spot was like.
 
Arriving at his destination, he parked his jeep and looked on in the high noon of the day. The structure was a drab grey with blocky shapes and very little variety This was an old complex, presumably military but a lot of people he talked to either deny it was related to the government or presume it was a black ops program. Science too taboo to mention to the public? Then why was the base left mostly intact? Usually something of a big tragedy would be erased without a trace.
 
Sighing, he set off from his vehicle and walked towards the fenced-off location. Then again the barrier protecting itself from outsiders was hardly an obstacle; there were gaping holes or torn links of metal every few fifty yards between. It was likely something inside had escaped from the inside bringing further queries to the nature of this facility's previous existence. Ducking between a parting of metal, he journeyed past the unkempt lawn of the dreary setting and entered what was a knocked-down metal door that was warped thanks to extreme blunt pressure.
 
Looking in and around, he saw the lights had long since lost power. Cameras lied inert in corners, places that once presided offices or labs were torn down and mangled by what was once a science area. Bullet casings lie strewn in some corners and the sight of some torn weapons made him realize a battle must have been fought here. But it has been years, why hasn't anyone come to clean the place up?
 
Maneuvering down a deep corridor, he'd feel an anxiousness stir within his gut. What was he going to find in a place like this? This wasn't like his usual sight-seeing. Pushing the half-worn door aside with a loud creak, he entered what he assumed was an auditorium but with warped walls and wreckage dotting the lines of the area, almost making it a messy maze to navigate through.
 
Unbeknownst to him, a creature of an unusual kind lied half asleep and enjoying the aftertaste of a bountiful conquest. Years ago, this creature was a scientist of maddening genius and a desire to see her creations realized. She created many a phantom mutation, and each one was experimented on, reports siphoning back to her grasp so she could modify them or find a better replacement after they're disposed. At one point, she earned the ire of a colleague who sought to use one of her most recent creations and sabotage any attempt to have her exist indefinitely.
 
What should've been the end turned out only the beginning of a new chapter of her lip. No longer was she the mad doctor, and the creature that attempted to follow corrupt programming, instead mutating the two together in a bizarre mutation of pudgy, curvy eroticism and voracious instincts. The cunning of a mad genius combined with a worm-like creature transformed her beyond the realms of humanity and somewhere between monster of person. She now was simply known as "Bloop" and this long since abandoned facility she worked in was now her personal refuge.
 
Her physiology was largely that of a humanoid featured kangaroo, though of a much larger physique with pudgy fat and feminine curves enamoring every corner of her person. The snout protruding from her face had a succulent pair of lips, hiding a large maw that could stretch back without the need of unhinging her jaws, packed with padded flesh, a gooey tongue and no teeth in exchange for powerful clamping muscles. Amethyst in shade, the lower-side of her body was a dark pink, eyes a rosy red and what passed as hair in noodle-shaped dreads that touched her shoulders was a gummy pink. As she scratched the top of her large belly, one could see a rim akin to a pouch lied tight around where her navel was, the human-shaped belly button partially obscured by the flap of flesh. Lastly, there was a serpent-worm shaped tail, the creation she called a 'Bog Worm' was attached to her hindquarters to where the kangaroo part of her would've had an ordinary tail. It was the thickest part of her apart from her fat addled curvy hips, having a deep purple top and a light pink underbelly and a pair of amethyst-pink lips framing its eye-less face.
 
As Stephen wandered in to see the unusual sight, Bloop's right 'roo ear perked up and her eyes groggily opened. Opening her mouth wide, she let out a deep yawn that permeated the air. Stretching out, her tail propped her upright, sinuously swaying with a perverse grin on its prehensile-appendage lips. After letting out a few audible cracks from her back, she turned to see a flabbergasted explorer, realizing that this man had wandered foolishly into her abode. She had come back here to savor the absorption of some fools she found to prey upon in peace; but now, a savory snack had stumbled in, a rare one in a hundred occurrence.
 
"Hellooooooooo there!~" She let out a deep based, sultry call that purred with her use of syllables. Batting her eyes, placing her sleep-wiping hand over one breast and squeezing the ample female flesh, her tail sweeping across the floor back and forth in bestial eagerness. She had to remind herself not to let her instincts get too riled up; she didn't want to start a chase this soon after absorption of her previous meals.
 
Stephen, as if regaining his clarity, let out a not-so-manly cry of terror. This thing looked freakish and despite the attractive features enamoring its overall pudgy curves, he felt a chill rush his spine in fright. Turning to leave, he had neglected to spot the puddle of slime that was near the entrance of the auditorium -one of many where Bloop presided over longer periods of time-, and slipped straight into it. Groaning aloud, he felt the substance stick to his clothes and hold him prisoner, causing him to writhe out of the grimy bonds holding him tight to the floor.
 
"Ohohoho," She let out a deep chortle, her amethyst outer colored rolls jiggling with her more lighter-rosy colored belly colored flesh. "I bet you're surprised seeing something so gorgeous. Don't worry, I'll wait for you to ravish me in praises."
 
Slowly walking forward, she appeared to be lumbering as her stature was encroaching to the height of ten feet. Stephen could see the fat kangaroo mutant had begun a slow approach, allowing him to see her features better with every step she took towards him. He saw that her curved snout lined perfectly with a fat puckering mouth, a tongue reaching out to decadently slide over her lips as she continued to move in a seemingly non-threatening pace to approach the man who fell over.
 
But he knew better, only continuing to enhance his terror in the plight he was now wresting himself in.
 
Bloop however couldn't have been more pleased as she eyed her prey. Admiring his brown hair, messy from the fall, he was quite handsome by human standards. Not young enough to be confused for a teenager but not quite a rugged older form either. It was likely he was in his twenties, mid to late, and he was in good shape if the clothes hinted at anything else. Bright blue eyes, amber hair and a hint of stubble on his face; he looked indeed quite the catch for such a time of day.
 
"W-What the Hell are you?!" Stephen shouted in a panic, trying to say or do anything to keep it from getting any closer.
 
"Oh! Me?" She pointed to herself, changing tracks entirely as she went from full of herself to being coy.
 
Then, the ploy was revealed as she smiled deeply, her eyes squinting into a slanted glare of predatory want. Even her voice went from a giggly glee, to a sultry deep bass that enhanced the menace exuding from his unassuming appearance. "Oh, I'm just no one. And yet, I'm the most important being in your life. Why, you may ask? Because-"
 
She bent her knees and pounced, her whole body moving with surprising agility and momentum across the space separating them. Despite the fact her body excretes a natural slime that makes friction next to impossible for her quarry, her whole physicality was surprisingly strong and her body somersaulted straight over his all-fours person till it landed with a thunderous thud behind him. Looming over him, she stared down at him from her feet, her hands on her hips as she stared down at him.
 
"I get to decide your fate, since you invaded my home, little man."
 
As she said these words, he had tore up most of the slime in an attempt to push himself away from the slime trap he was in. But, instead of that, his front had twisted around and accidentally smudged into her front, right around where his head was dipped into the pit that'd be her belly button. His shirt was now gunked up, glued to the surface of the fatty tissue, though surprisingly his skin was moving through it as if it was just a slippery fluid with nothing but a musky warmth whenever he pushed against it.
 
Having him back up against her flesh, the clothes on his body, he was clearly stuck. Skin had no problem sliding over the ooze that covered her tissue, the mucus acting like a defense mechanism as it was a trap for other creatures of various kinds. However, since his sleeve was embedded into the belly below the navel, she couldn't help but let out a rumbling giggle.
 
"Oh stop that! It tickles!" She exclaimed, her breasts bouncing, the rolls of her body jigging. As he was busying in a futile attempt of escape, she grabbed at his shirt and with a simple heave, removed it from his body and her belly with a strong tear. The loud rip filled the eerie silence of the empty wreckage hall, and now he was bereft of a top covering his muscular chest.
 
"There, now you can't be stuck," Bloop proclaimed proudly, her deep grin still intact as she dropped the shreds near by. Using her large left hand, she smothered his body into the bottom half of her belly, letting the mucus cover his skin and the folds of skin wrap around him in a tight press. Rubbing her pudgy yet firm hand of the same ooze as the rest of her body up and down his back, she giggled as she pushed her fat out as much as she shoved him into it. "See? Isn't that delightful to feel against your naked muscles?"
 
"MMMMMPH!" He moaned out with muffled panic. The exposed skin was now in ample contact with Bloop's mucus lined tissue, bringing out a chorus of electrical synapses across his epidermal sensors. Despite having trouble breathing in the suffocating warm fat, he couldn't help but roll his eyes as he ineptly struggled in place. He squirmed wildly as you do this that made the fat around him jiggle constantly. Despite his legs being freed from the slime pit, soon his pants legs angled in bent posture and got stuck straight into her curvy thighs, the hips' skin sticking straight to her awkwardly curled appendages.
 
"Awwww, what's wrong?" She cooed in feigned ignorance, coyly patting the top of his slimed head with a wry smile fixed on her snout. "You getting stuck no matter what I do to help. Tsk-tsk-tsk."
 
Stephen felt a sudden sensation of something grappling around his legs. While she held him against her belly's fat, watching as her broad tail circled around towards his flailing feet, grabbing at them in the slick and warmly wet lips. The large puckered lips grinned -as if too was alive in its own bizarre way- siphoning the pants covered legs from the sticky adhesive aspect of her mucus lined legs and thighs. Gurgling sounds filled the air and a revolution of swallows filled the air till he was freed from the sticky source of his trap.
 
"Mmmmmm, you taste delicious," She purred, taking a hand to squeeze a spare breast while licking her snout-lying chops. Releasing him from her slimy belly, she erected him upright to face her altitude, the worm-snake-shaped tail holding him upright. The only thing keeping him from sliding completely down in the molasses-thick gums and into the softly tight throat of the prehensile limb was the suction lathering his near naked body down to the sticky laced jeans that now writhed visible through the flabby thick tissue of amethyst.
 
Regardless of the assault on his lower half -an erection already straining in his grossly soaked pants from being stroked and trapped by slimy warmth-, Stephen didn't give in. No matter how good it was he had to remind himself that this creature wanted to eat him. Just because it was a pleasurable experience doesn't mean he'd escape the peril of his inevitable life's extinguishment.
 
"Ah! Don�t you dare eat me!" He shouted indignantly, squirming frantically against the wet puckered lips, his feet shaking against her taste buds alternative taste buds. His knees dented the creature's throat, showing the outline of his legs' kicks from the outside, but did little more than tickle the semi-sentient appendage. Placing his hands against the suckling lips of the serpent-worm's he tried to pry them apart. Feeling nothing but a soft silky pressure, his hands found no purchase and only succeeded in wresting more energy from his person.
 
Panting heavily, the assault of stimuli was starting to fog his mind. Sweat built up along his mucus covered body. Eyes were already starting to lose focus, the musk of the creature affecting his cognitive abilities. The pheromones were doubtlessly another feature to allow the predator to ensnare its prey; but for some reason, it was harder for him to focus on his own plight and continue his struggles. Slowly he felt his own protests weaken, something Bloop could sense all too well.
 
"Oh? You don't want to be eaten?" Bloop asked with a coy smile, blinking owlishly at him as if to play the fool. Using the tongue hidden along the underside expanse of the tail's insides, she brushed it decadently against his captured pants. The mucus eroded the linen, eventually wearing down till Stephen's masculine flesh was feeling the sensual pressure of a warm ooze and a softer than silk tongue pressing up from the tops of his feet to midriff of his chest that was barely keeping out of the kissing lips locked around his ribs. "Doesn't that feel good? I know you feel pleasure from this, huhuhuhuhuhu!~"
 
As she played with his body with her prehensile mouth, she leaned the appendage till he was pressed between the soft pillows of female anatomy below her snout. With the explorer's arms dipping into the marshmallow mammaries, she'd coo with joy, loving the sensation his slimy skin felt against her naturally thick residue covered tissue. As she pinned him there with the puckered lips continuing to suckle and kiss around the man's body, the tongue stroking his unseen lower half, drool leaked between the thick lips and the protruding tongue. Rubbing against his pectorals, teasing the bottom of his chin, he'd breathe nothing but the sweet musk of her flesh that presided between the space of the massive breasts.
 
Angling his head up with a pair of forefingers, she stared deep into his eyes, "Doesn't this feel nice, scrumptious man?"
 
Without waiting to hear his reply, her snout shaped her lips outward and wrapped around his nose down his chin. Sucking around his jawline, her tongue would shove forcefully into his, pouring thick spicy saliva into his mouth and forcing him to swallow her oral juices. Her forceful kiss, breast smothering and tail sucking was all just an erotic foreplay for the main course she had in mind.
 
All of this was lost on the pleasure addled man's brain. Moaning into the jaw wrapped kiss, his eyes teared up and rolled nearly back at the crescendo of pleasure he felt range across his whole body. The puckered serpent-worm-tail's lips sucking and kissing his flesh, the suction around his bare body that caused his aroused meat to eject jism but did nothing to deter his corrupted arousal. The tongue's rub only served to magnify the slimy warmth that massaged and squeezed every facet of his male anatomy, his arms limply pushing against Bloop's breasts to return the sexual favor. He even accepted the bounty of drool pouring into his mouth, swallowing it decadently while rubbing his tongue ineptly against the massive tongue shoved in his mouth that practically cocked it all the way back.
 
"Mmmmmmmmmmmm," Stephen moaned into the strange monster's kiss, continuing to writhe in a roll of his hips in the tail's orifice, leaning further into Bloop's female form. He was falling fast into lust and perversion, almost madly in love with the sensations she was bestowing upon him. He didn't know how much more he could take before he'd pass out, though he was sure some part of him wasn't going to be robbed of that kind of ecstasy.
 
As Bloop continued to kiss him, she conjured a number of ideas to handle this deliciously sweet meal that stumbled into her humble abode. As her tongue billowed his cheeks, bulging them from around where her snout's lips cushioned around his face, leaking thick webs of drool around his chin and down to his slimed chest, she continued to think. It'd be easy to simply shove him through her open mouth and feel him squirm down her neck into her belly proper. Another, and the simplest, would to let the sucking tail swallow him down so she could feel the long crawl into her belly.
 
Releasing her kiss with a loud, moist pop she pulled her amply sized tongue from his wide open mouth. Admiring the thick saliva pouring out of his gaping orifice, she grinned and nuzzled into his neck, whispering into his reddened ear, "I can't decide on how to devour such a delicious morsel like you. Can I get a vote on what you'd prefer?"
 
Using just the strength of her tail, she pulled him back away from her body's allowing him to see so a surprisingly wide mouth, toothless gums lined with bright pink oral tissue and an angled dark pit with a little dangling uvula where the top of her throat was located. Closing the mouth after Stephen got a good look at her open, cavernous throat, she let the sucking on his lower body cease and the lips give a puckering loud kiss, as if to let him know the other option. Then, she pulled his body away with her prehensile limb, angling his limp body to look at her navel. Surprisingly, there was a fold of flesh that looked like the opening of a sac; one that was revealed when she grabbed the hem just below the belly button and pulled it back to show a cushy row of moist padding of red flesh lying in wait.
 
"So how about it, scrumptious morsel? Do you want to slide down my tail? Face first into my mouth? Or do you want to take a seat in this plush, comfortable pouch of mine?"
 
A tingling buzz filled most of Stephen's head. He had been so voraciously molested that he was all but putty in the palm of her hands. Had she any say, he'd now drunkenly go along with what she said. She was practically his goddess at this point, and he worshiped every action she took on his person. He had never felt such divine rapture such as this, and the aimless explorer taking such abstract joy in sight and atmosphere alone had never experience the pleasure of someone so uniquely beautiful. Despite his handsome features, he never held down a meaningful relationship nor experienced the ultimate high that sex could over.
 
Now, with the option to go down any channel he wished that would assuredly lead to his demise, he now found his warm lips numbly speak words he never could say rationally.
 
"Mm...pouch...then kissy tail.." Stephen spoke, his voice heavy with arousal from all her erotic touches, suction and teasing she enamored him with. Drool still fell over his chin and lips, dripping in thick abundance, both out of his mouth and around his gaping lips. His lust drove him to look up with a cloudy gaze, desiring more from this desirable creature, no matter the consequences.
 
Bloop let out a squeal of delight at his expression and choice words. Planting both hands on his face, she planted a succulent kiss over the whole of his visage, lacing it with more syrupy drool before letting go with a pop; leaving a red kiss mark of inflamed skin around where she aggressively kiss his skin. Lowering her pudgy hands down his neck, sliding around his shoulders to the middle of his arms, her thumbs and fingers pressed on either side of his torso.
 
With a firm grip on his body that could easily bruise his ribs if she wished, he pulled him slowly out of the voracious tail, the appendage almost reluctant to obey as it squeezed its lips down his whole masculine shape. Left with a curtain of webbed goo he was all but naked and a moist red shade from the intense pressure and suction placed over his anatomy. If he had noticed, she'd point out how most of his body hair had dissolved, leaving him all but a hairless slimy mess when he she knew he had body hair as a man of his age should.
 
Then, turning him around, she placed his now hairless legs into the lip of her pouch. Letting gravity aid his descent, she'd let his knees stretch the fold of the pouch, the slimy curtain of tissue and its boundless red colored pads over his lower body as he dipped further downward. Once it reached his waist, his limp arms would be left to hang over the outer-part of the pouch, feeling nothing but a soft folding warmth that hugged him tightly around his sensitive skin. Smothering him like a tight, warm hug of silky flesh and oily residue, only furthering his arousal and enhancing the sensory nodes that gave him spikes of pleasure.
 
"How does that feel, little man?" Bloop asked, caressing his slimed scalp with the palm of her mucus lined pads on her digits. "Feels nice and comfortable, yes? Just want to sink in more and just be covered by it?"
 
Stephen nodded eagerly, his face all but showing a goofy grin of pleasure. Sinking in a bit further, the corners of the pouch sliding along his elbows while his forearms angled upwards. Despite his gaze aiming straight at her face past the heft of her cleavage, he was hardly paying attention to anything he was looking at. He was succulently dipping into one of the most comfortable beds of oily warmth he ever felt. He just wanted more, and now that meant to go deeper than his instincts would've argued against.
 
"Then by all means," Bloop giggled, placing both hands on his shoulders, pushing him down in a squelching smoosh into her pouch. "Sliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiide dooooooooooown!~"
 
In doing so, his limp arms arched upward, his chest and head squirting down till the top rim of the pouch had sealed itself over where he was once angled. Once inside, he'd feel the cushioned folds of slimy padded tissue envelop him on both sides. Like being hugged, massaged and wrapped in a wet blanket with an intoxicating scent in the dank, dark space, he'd be at the mercy of the exterior mouth that worked its magic over his masculine anatomy. The musculature shape squirmed visibly on the outside, showing every detail of his physique, dumbing the details of his face and only showing the curves to the hints of his muscled bod.
 
"Mmmmmmmpppph," Bloop moaned, ending with a gummy lip bite as she rolled her eyes at the sensation. Leaning back against her tail -letting the aforementioned prehensile limb coil up into a springy chair for her to sit on- and watch with a strutted angle to show off his pouch wrapped body. The prey entangled in thick gooey folds of flesh and mucus was delightful to feel inside her tertiary stomach. Unlike the other pair that led her to her ultimate absorption sac in her deep innards, this was the kind of slow-crawl digestion that could take however long as she wished.
 
She even entertained the idea of fulfiling his pleasure addled request of having her tail swallow him back into its prehensile gullet. She pondered this strategy as she squeezed her ample breasts for masturbatory glee, rolling her hips in circles as the prey was locked tight within her pouch.
 
Stephen's moans of ecstasy could be heard outside the pouch, her rolling hips moving him around constantly as he was practically bathed in the mucus slime. He made a half-hearted move to get up but quickly stopped, as he couldn�t even if he wanted to. The barrier of padded tissue exuding gooey fluid disabled any good grip being made of his own volition, not to mention the fold of flesh hugged him so covetuously he could barely push out of the hugging folds of the pouch even if he wanted to.
 
He simply lied there, against all that layers of fat and mucus as he moans in helpless ecstasy in the tight dark pouch. His voice barely penetrated the outside, and he couldn't tell but he felt another shudder of ecstasy as his man meat sprayed another bath of cum into the folds of paddy skin. He lost count of time that was passing by on the outside, simply surrendering to the numbness that held him captive within the exterior gullet of the monster.
 
Unfortunately, a rumbling within the belly signaled that the peaceful bliss was about to be interrupted.
 
Bloop grinned, feeling hunger rumble within her gullet, making her realize teasing herself as much as her prey may be beyond her control. Growling, she pushed herself back upright on her haunches, and grasped the outline of his body within the pouch. Inhaling her bulging belly inward, she pulled back the pouch's exterior flap, and reached down to grab him by the shoulders with her larger fingers. A squelching squirt of mucus lining later, she hauled her prize, now absolutely drenched in goo, a dumb expression on his face and a flushed crimson shared from his face down to his toes.
 
"Time to go down your ultimate trip, hunky explorer," She chortled, raising him up over the tail as it split its gorgeous lips apart. With a tongue extended like a carpet, the pink chute of slime-lined flesh was open and beckoning to him. Dropping him so his heels would caress the top of the tongue, allowing his butt and back coast downward frictionlessly, the whole of the prehensile mouth slurped and chomped gummy lips over him as he'd slide down into its snake-shaped gullet.
 
"Uuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnnnnnngh," Stephen groaned aloud, feeling himself slip down back into the moist chops. Squelching deeper than he was before, the lips sliding up and over his chest and shoulders. As the mammoth lips pursed around his neck, he grinned in a toothy spread of his gums, his eyes blurrily staring upward. Stopping just short of his whole head being ingested, his face was framed by the cushioned pink lips of the prehensible mouth. Salivation smothered his face in a thick curtain of goo, and his groans dispersed some slime wrapped around his nostrils down to his grinning mouth.
 
From the chin past the temples to the top of his cranium, he was engorged in the slimy insides of the prehensile appendage's throat. Curtains of mucus bathed him while throat muscles that held him in a vice grip from further descent massaged and squeezed him in a merciless assault on his flesh's tissue, muscles and nerves. His throbbing erection was now dribbing a steady stream of precum, his body's orgasms long since peaking past what was fundamentally possible. Eyes teared up, his mouth drooling with the slime that caked his visage, staring aimlessly ahead as the tail's puckered mouth approached Bloop's smiling snout.
 
"Ready to go down the 'kissy tail', little man?" Bloop asked in a deep bass voice, losing all pretense of sounding innocent to such a stimuli overwhelmed man. She could see how far gone he was, there was little point in the idea of him being able to respond coherently. Still, she loved to play with her food, and seeing him muster up the best he could to respond made her gush inside.
 
"Mmmmaaaaah," He moaned past a web of slime covering his mouth. "Mmaaa...mmmmm, y-yes mmffff...p-p-p-uh...l-lease..."
 
Grabbing either side of the tail she puckered up and kissed past the lips of her prehensible orifice onto Stephen's face. He'd feel her lips suck succulent chorus with the tail's, the tongue beneath him dancing with Bloop's snout-exudined oral muscle, slathering over his face and occasionally entering his mouth with the bizarre make-out. Groaning, he squirmed weakly within his mucus lined prison as he'd feel another jolt of ecstasy, shuddering as he sprayed more man milk within the thick gripping flesh.
 
"Muah!~" Bloop smacked with a palpable squeak, the squelching squirt of saliva stretching from the mutant worm-snake's lips from her own spread between the two pairs of puckered lips. Caught within the epicenter of the oral orgy, she chuckled, waving bye to him as she used a spare hand to caress one of her breasts; just in time for him to grin blissfully as he was moistly pinched out of sight and begin his journey down her prehensible limb.
 
A soft groan was heard beyond the liquid squirts of her secondary throat. Caressing the top of her slimy tail, she saw the semi-sentient secondary mouth grin with dark enjoyment, synchronizing the pleasure coursing through her as she saw the physical outline of a masculine body flowing down the chute of mucus and warm flesh. Shoulders bumped, head occasionally shoving him or rolling side to side, hands stretching with knees and feet, the squirms only creating little synpases of electrical jolts within the tail that made Bloop shiver with excitement.
 
Inside he was all but subsumed in liquid ecstasy. The massaging grips were softly coaxing him deeper along the tract of flesh and ecstasy. Every inch further brought in a silky touch he didn't think he could every feel. Parts of his body was feeling silky brushes, tantilizing strokes and sensual squeezes he had never experienced in his whole life. Even as he mindlessly gave into gormless satisfaction of his situation, he didn't even notice the angled turn his body made towards the barrier between voracious tail and mutant kangaroo body.
 
Passing the halfway point, Bloop gazed over her shoulder to see the outline of his squirming feet reach the interior wrinkled sphincter. Blossoming like petals of a flower, they'd grip his toes and pull the soles of his feet with his heels sliding along the bottom of the tail's throat. An intense vacuum siphoned him through the passage between prehensile insides to the innards of the curvaceous fatty belly. Moaning inside, he craned his head back to stare back as the sight of the throat continued to pass over him, sliding around his face as he was dragged further and further inside his ultimate destination.
 
"Oooooooooooooooooh," Bloop let out a sighing, musical moan as she cupped the heft of her pudgy belly. She could already feel the outline of his squirming feet shove into the elastic absorption sac inside, compensating for the mass of masculine flesh being deposited within. The more that was fed into it, the more her belly seemed to gyrate on the outside, showing the struggles of her prey in real-time as he was ingested deeper inside. As the waist up was squeezed in, an audible whine was heard within the tail before the shape of his head disappeared up Bloop's hindquarters, making her rear end jiggle deliciously.
 
"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," The Mutant Kangaroo hummed with resigned delight, closing her eyes as she sat on her haunches, wrapping her tail just beneath her bulging fat belly. She could see the outline of his physical shape curled up into a ball, the outlines of his head down his shoulders and around his arms to his knees and legs was on near proud display through the rolls of flesh. Of course, once when the sac stretched out more properly, the exact definition of his body was lost and it was just a squirming bulge within an already chunky waist of Bloop's.
 
"You're still lively, aren't you?" Bloop commented with a chuckle, watching his hands and legs punch, kick and stretch the outside of her belly with anxious protest. It was unlikely he was doing this as a futile attempt to escape, but more as an erotic response now that he had a place to move and gyrate in conjunction to his surroundings. Regardless, she padded the shapes and enjoyed the little synapses of pleasure that came from the movements he made deep within her insides. Despite eating only hours ago, this snack helped curb her voracious appetite for further meals in the inevitable future she needed to hunt again.
 
Yawning, Bloop leaned back and let out a small burb as she rested on a pile of coils made by her tail. Even as he weakly subsided his gyrations within her belly, she'd feel him slowly fall asleep, allowing the prolonged process of absorbing his body's delicious nutrients over the course of the next day. Never awakening, he'd feel nothing but the pleasurable rubs, moist touches and succulent musk he'd inhale and exhale dreamily.
 
Stephen had discovered the ultimate bliss and Bloop had found the best snack she could get in the morning. Everything worked out for the better...from a certain point of view.